Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Antigua and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing One Last Wish to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Derrick Morgan. All the underground hits.
All Donald Byrd tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Easy Going record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a 10cc record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Pagans,
Pole,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Negative Approach,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Jesper Dahlback,
Anthony Braxton,
The Fire Engines,
The Names,
Brand Nubian,
Eden Ahbez,
Susan Cadogan,
D'Angelo,
Kevin Saunderson,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Moleskins,
Quadrant,
DJ Sneak,
The Monks,
Brass Construction,
These Immortal Souls,
The Techniques,
Robert Wyatt,
Wings,
Ultra Naté,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Young Marble Giants,
Tim Buckley,
F. McDonald,
Boogie Down Productions,
Curtis Mayfield,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Thompson Twins,
Con Funk Shun,
the Sonics,
Dual Sessions,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Gang of Four,
Drexciya,
Joe Finger,
Marcia Griffiths,
Quando Quango,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Livin' Joy,
Deadbeat,
The Walker Brothers,
Stockholm Monsters,
Black Pus,
Lou Christie,
Television Personalities,
Ultravox,
Stiv Bators,
The Gories,
The Shadows of Knight,
Excepter,
The Flesh Eaters,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
kango's stein massive,
Y Pants,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Jeff Lynne,
The Motions, The Motions, The Motions, The Motions.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.